From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Thirteen forty, from Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts?"

The staff of the Ministry of Magic who was in charge of registration was stunned for a while, and immediately realized the particularity of the visiting place.

He stopped the quill in his hand and looked at the person—though unlikely, but in case Dumbledore came in person...

It's not a pity that the person here is very young, like a fresh graduate, and dressed up very sophisticated. Muggle clothes look quite suitable on him, and he looks a little capable.

‘Looks like an intern at the Ministry of Magic. ’

"Hello, is it here to register?"

"Yes, I'm Scott, Scott Lyle, are you?"

After a pause, the staff member of the Ministry of Magic, who calls himself Scott, said, "Everyone has a predetermined camp. I need to point out the location for you from the list."

"Campsite?" The visitor murmured, "Lee (lee) William, I don't remember that there was a reservation for a campsite-did the school book it for me?"

"Professor William? So you are Professor William. My Roy is talking about you this summer!"

Mr. Scott suddenly became enthusiastic. "He just went to Hogwarts last year. He became much more active when he came back from the summer vacation this year. The grades are also good. Quidditch also has a good practice. He said that they are all Professor William. You taught well!"

"Roy," William was stunned for a moment and remembered that Gryffindor kid came, very naughty-in order to vent their extra energy, when Gryffindor laps, he will chase two more groups. Water polo in order to make the children consume more energy, "He is very energetic, and he is willing to help his classmates take responsibility. He is a great guy."

That's not bad. The child may have been suffocated before the age of eleven. After he arrived at school, he chatted with everyone. It was no exception when he ran laps around the Black Lake, so he could often occupy a place where he was punished.

"Really, that kid didn't tell us either. Usually we might manage too harshly—" Mr. Scott shook his head, "but this year is better."

…

Do you have any misunderstandings about your children...

"Kyle, where is Professor William's camp?"

"Strange--not really." The staff looking up the roster on the side shook his head, "Professor William, your box is on the top floor. The game is going on at dusk, but I didn't find the camp information."

"Isn't there? The professor who is watching the game at Hogwarts, I remember there is a concentration camp, you can check it for the professor."

"That's true. In the second camp, the administrator is Payne."

"Why don't you teach you to stay at the station of our Ministry of Magic staff for a while. In the third camp, the administrator over there is not a Muggle. You should be more casual in casting spells and don't worry about the confidentiality law."

Mr. Scott enthusiastically introduced him, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wrote a few sentences with a quill, and then let go of the paper, "Professor, I said hello to over there. There is one of us on duty. The common room has good pumpkin juice and hot chocolate."

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"What are you doing mysteriously?"

After lunch, Hermione finally seized the opportunity and took the time to ask Harry.

…

Harry hesitated for a while and decided to lie.

"That, we—"

When his lie just started, Hermione got disdainful eyes.

Under the attention of such oppressive eyes, Harry really couldn't tell the lie just made up, so he had to find ways to change the subject.

"Speaking of, how is Ron? We are setting up a tent and haven't contacted him yet."

The blunt change of subject made Hermione roll her eyes, but Harry used a clever excuse that she had to let him go for a while, and made up her mind to observe carefully next to see what strange things happened.

She has always been good at deciphering and dare to decipher. When she was in the first grade, she dared to set the professor’s gown on fire to save people. In the second grade, she dared to use lies to jump off the train and hide in the responsive room to boil illegal potions. In the third grade, she didn’t catch it. Live in Black, but still find out Lupin’s identity.

Successive successes made her confident in her ability to decrypt—what the **** was Harry hiding?

Temporarily suppressing this doubt, she soon went to Sirius with Harry.

"Go to Ron?"

Sirius thought for a while, "I'll take you there. Our camp is still a little away."

Naturally, Lupin can’t pass. Although Dobby and Gold Coin don’t have to worry about the tent being gone, he still feels a little afraid of being surrounded by his parents. Many years of werewolf career has left some sequelae on him. Let him be afraid of communicating with strangers, even if the Ministry of Magic stands behind him and endorses him. Fear is fear, and there is no way to change it.

Harry rarely wandered around the wizarding meeting place in such a free time—the last time he ran away from home, he was scared by William with Sirius at that hotel, and he couldn't hang out well, let alone be choked by this summer vacation.

Therefore, as he walked all the way, he stared at the tents on the road in a funny way, feeling that his eyes were not enough—of course, he also meant to hide from Hermione. He was really embarrassed to share today's things.

"Harry?"

Hermione leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

She wanted to share what she saw and thought very much with people now, but now it seemed that Harry was completely disconnected.

"What are you thinking, Harry?"

…

"Very, very..." Harry made a lie again, "Very surprised..."

"Yeah, they made the entire tent green. The Muggle keeper really won't find anything?"

In the place I passed, all the tents were covered with a thick layer of clover, which looked like countless strange-shaped green hills popping up from the ground-how can such tents be sold!

"A decoration for the Irish team."

Sirius happily explained to the two of them, "I remember there should be a hawker. Didn't it come out too early?"

"Ah! Sirius!"

In the distance, a male voice sounded, and a wizard trot over, greeted enthusiastically, and gave Sirius a hug by the way, "It's been a long time since I saw you! I saw your news in the newspaper, really, really ——It's incredible, those idiots at the Ministry of Magic, they wouldn't find anything unless for Lupin!"

"Sorry, I scolded you before..."

He shook his head, "I really thought you were corrupt, I'm sorry, Sirius."

"This is Harry," he sincerely apologized to Sirius before looking at Harry. "It seems that he lives with you, yes, it should be like this—"

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I actually wanted to contact you, but I don't know how to say-when Hagrid contacted me for photos, I almost cut you off..."

He hugged Sirius again, "I shouldn't question it, you are the pride of our Gryffindor, you are not kind to those guys in school, how could you join them-if it weren't for you, Hufflepuff and Some students in our college don’t know what it is like to be bullied by those guys..."

"Just that Snape, remember him, the guys among the group of reserve Death Eaters who managed to escape the trial are still deducting our points for no reason... I have sent out many protest letters to the school, but the school keeps telling me That was Professor Snape’s normal teaching... huh..."

He shook his head, "Don't talk about it, the school is also having difficulties, Snape's potion level is indeed good...I understand it, even if I want to find a professor like that..."

…

"Ah, I almost forgot, I have something else..."

He patted his head, "Our camp is here, there will be a banquet after the game, I will contact you again, I have to be busy with work!"

After running a few steps, he remembered something, turned his head and said, "By the way, are Harry's little girlfriends over there? They look very suitable!"

After speaking the last sentence, he trot and left the camp.

"It's a lot of trouble, it's about the same as it was back then."

Sirius shook his head ~www.readwn.com~ and introduced to Harry, "My classmate, Gryffindor, a guy with distinct loves and dislikes. Lupin also said that when I was hospitalized at Hogwarts. Here comes the guy. Hagrid gave you a photo album. That guy provided a lot of photos-he planned to adopt you back then, but Dumbledore rejected it."

"Lupin said that the guy would send a letter to the principal's office every year protesting that Snape's guy would deduct Gryffindor points at will. It's really...someone in his thirties and so impulsive."

"Your classmate?"

Harry then realized that although the four of Sirius and the others were active together, they still had the rest of their classmates, just like their three friends and a bunch of Gryffindors.

"Yes, but after I entered Azkaban, I naturally disconnected-they all felt that I was a disgrace to Gryffindor, and someone even sent a shouting letter to me before I was tried... that guy The scolding is quite fierce."

"After I came out, it was naturally not so easy to contact. If it weren't for the newspaper, maybe..."